John is a traditional guy, of course he wants kids. And when he does have one, he can’t wait to just give it all to you and your baby.
He’d even stop smoking if he had to, just for the sake of its little lungs.A big man who’d carry around a little kid like it was made from glass, always secretly hoping he’d be good enough of a father to it. Not a father he had when he was a boy. He is strict, but would never use violence, ever. You could sometimes hear him scolding your kid for doing the most child like things, like cutting up their own hair or leaving out legos at night so one night when he went to the bathroom, a piece practically stabbed his foot.
No nonsense type of parent. If the kid is bothering you too much, and he can see you getting tired of it or overwhelmed, he’d step in immediately.
When he enters the room, fragile masculinity screams and runs out. He could wear that store bought kids makeup and skirts or pretty glasses and hats any day, if it made his baby daughter happy. And if it was a boy, oh he would be playing with him all day, talking to him, lecturing him, telling him stories about how cool his dad was.
Definitely would shave one day and literally have the kid sobbing when he just as much as enters the room.
Soap decides one day its time, and begs you for a couple of weeks till you actually do become parents. Leaning more into a boy dad but if it was a girl, he’d be the type to scare any boys away.
He’s more of a laid back parent. Wanting to be more of a friend to his kid than some strict parent they complain to their friends about. When he’a on deployment, he only thinks about you two, his heart is still back home while his mind has to stay here.
Protective like a lion, but would still brag here and there how he has the most perfect family back at home. Over time he’d get into that same mood again, wanting an another one, making excuses like “He needs company” or how he didn’t want his kid to be an only child. If it was a boy, he wanted a girl to even it out, or the other way around.
He wants to be a cool dad. Taking you guys out often, movies, arcades, dinners. Knowing he was also feeding his own inner child that way by simply taking care of you two. Healing himself in the best way possible. Not long after some talking you did, he’d even resign if needed. Knowing supporting his family would be everything he’d ever wanted. Maybe even move to Scotland eventually.
Gaz is simple. Keep your hands off his kid if you aren’t family. When you two just became parents it was the biggest ick he’s ever had, other people constantly wanting to touch or squeeze his kid, making him squeamish and unafraid to tell them off.
When the baby was just born, he didn’t even let some family members get touchy. It was a baby, not some entertainment for others. And if the baby became fussy he didn’t want you to have to deal with it just because some people can’t respect space.
He would love to take care of his kid, helping out whenever he could, always telling you to go do something else or rest. He’s gentle. He is the type of guy to get disgusted about men not supporting their women through such a period, and always thought how they were not even real men.
Would try to be a gentle parent to the toddler, though would probably get slapped across the face randomly with a toy, and hear you laugh across the room.
His kid would early be able to do things since he was literally the most attentive dad, and taught him how to brush his teeth by himself, tie his shoelaces and other various things. Loving being able to teach his baby something new every day.
Ghost is reluctant about kids. Would want them but would wait for you to suggest it first.
The most scared guy ever. Afraid he’d somehow hurt the infant or accidentally drop it or something, while having you constantly reassure him how he won’t and it was just fine.
He would always give you this kind of privacy with the little thing, feeling like he was being a nuisance or afraid to disturb some kind of intimate bonding time in between you and the baby. Especially feeding the baby.
The first time when the kid stopped breastfeeding, he’d get in a way excited to be able to beed it with a bottle of something else than just giving it water to drink like before. Even better when it began eating solid foods and he could spoon feed it fruit or soup.
Literally doesn’t care what it is. Boy, girl, its still his kid. Something that literally came out of the woman he lived most. Would have late night talks with you about how he wanted to be more emotionally present and how worried he was that when the kid gets older, he’d get confused and wouldn’t be able to make them happy.
You loved that he cared so much.
